The basic tux isn’t going to cut it at that secretive white-tie winter-estate affair in Westchester. You
need to go full aristocrat, with a five-inch fur felt masterpiece guaranteed to outclass every single person
at the party. Remember: Fidelio.

There are holiday sweaters, and then there’s this: an all-consuming, full-body sweater covering nearly
every inch of your skin in thermal merino wool. Finally, an answer to the question, “What do you wear
under a Santa suit?”

Don’t be fooled by the lapels: this is a jacket for lawless, nog-fueled revelry, in the tradition of
louche charmers from Sinatra on down. Consider it the crucial final touch for your karaoke version of Chuck
Berry’s “Run, Run, Rudolph.”

There are fancy cufflinks, and then there are cufflinks that conceal half-inch steel blades, ready to slice
through a champagne-bottle sheath, errant wrapping paper or a cup of unsatisfactory mulled wine at a
moment’s notice. These are the latter. Use them wisely this festive season.

This one’s basically the perfumer’s version of mistletoe—or rather, a gruff blend of peppermint, rose
and white musk that might, under the right circumstances, have the same effect. If you’d been wearing it
last year, you would have brought home all of the Rockettes.